Just look at the sweet, innocent little face on my Jo-Jo...could it get any sweeter than this??
Now...look at what this little innocent monster did to his favorite toy cow. The poor cow didn't make it, he didn't stand a chance...he was too far gone for me to save. I hope this isn't too graphic but...his leg has been ripped from his little body, his eye has been chewed out, his little hiney is ripped open (but I won't show you that!), his fluffy, white innards were scattered all over the floor and his little squeaky heart was lying next to them. It wasn an awful scene to come upon...I did all I could but to no avail. Services will be Tuesday morning around 8 a.m. (that's when the big green truck comes through!) and burial will be somewhere in a big hill just outside of town. Poor, poor cow...he and Joey played often and he will be missed
